Worldship: Udo the Digger: (Worldship Series Book 1) by Joshua Gayou

Author:Joshua Gayou [Gayou, Joshua]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Aethon Books
Published: 2020-05-25T16:00:00+00:00

We should have reached the town after only three or four hours of travel - six at the most - but of course we didn’t. There were no roads leading out to it, not really. I recalled a kind of dirt trail, breaking off the main road between my village and Platzdorf, that delved into the Arnsberg, and that if you followed it far enough into the forest it would eventually lead you to a clearing. Within that clearing was cradled a little town, just as back-countried and cross-bred as my own, populated by the kind of people who wished not to live close to a true road.

Criminals and convicts, in other words, either released or escaped back into the world at large, who wanted no part of the world at large anymore and so moved off to its extreme edge.

As I had. As so many of us had. Knowing what I knew of the so-called justice of Theodiscus, my guess was that within that village lived the most honest people Erde had to offer. The people who lived there might wormhole your belly with a length of steel, but they would do it honestly. They would be upfront about it, right out in the open. No misunderstandings. They wouldn’t sidle up to you like a friend to fuck you when your back was turned nor would they recite a bunch of horseshit, invented laws as they locked iron around your wrists. You might get a simple glance followed by a, “You don’t belong here,” and then you could either get the fuck out or stick around and see how that worked for you.

My kind of people, in other words. And I couldn’t goddamned find them.

I knew how to get to their village by way of the trail. Now we were coming in on them sidewise through the heart of Arnsberg and I suppose that clearing wasn’t exactly where I imagined it to be. We walked the whole day away trying to find it, and then when sun-dark came we were obliged to set a camp in the bowl of an old, spiny-leafed oak and wait out the morning. If we’d had that damned trail I think we would have pushed ahead but an unmanaged forest in the dark is a treacherous thing and Ambrosius could have easily turned a leg.

I was arranging deadfall within a ring of stones when I said, “If this keeps up, we’ll be in the high country in no time, Riese.”

“Huh...high...cun...t”

“No, no, that’s rude,” I smiled. It seemed a wonderful trick. I wondered what other words I could try on him that he might mispronounce as disastrously. It might be a fun little bit of mummery we could perform after he’d kicked the shit out of a town’s strongest men; after all the bets were settled up. “Country, Riese, country.” I waved vaguely over my head. “Up there...”

Riese tilted his head back to look while I dug through my sack for a bit of flint.

“High cun.

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